| I was young
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| Spring had sprung
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| I wanted out of Alamogordo
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| Kept the party dress
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| In the glove compartment
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| Of my green-and-white Ford Bronco
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| A gust of wind
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| Came blastin' in
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| The gas station where I was workin'
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| He was twenty-three
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| He was on leave
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| And the rest gets a little blurry
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| Maybe it was circumstance
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| But I saw my chance and I took it
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| Through the sunset, shiftin' gears
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| To the somethin'-better shinin' diamond-clear
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| Shinin' diamond-clear
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| We didn’t have much in common
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| But I had fallen
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| I was thirsty and he looked like water
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| When I started to show
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| He proposed
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| For a while we were in tall cotton
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| He started comin' home high
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| And then came the fights
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| And I did what I had to do
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| Through a sunset, shiftin' gears
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| To the somethin'-better shinin' diamond-clear
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| Lookin' for happy ever after
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| Forever and ever and ever and ever again
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| Started over
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| In Kansas City
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| Stayed too long at your Aunt Debbie’s
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| A lotta workin' late
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| A little Section Eight
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| And the burden gets a little less heavy
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| Sometimes it was treadin' water
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| Guess it is sometimes for all Eve’s daughters
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| Lookin' for happy ever after
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| Forever and ever and ever and ever again
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| Love showed up and I let him in
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| And if I had to do it all again
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| I’d hit the sunset, shiftin' gears
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| To the somethin'-better shinin' diamond-clear
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| I’d find my happy ever after Forever
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| And ever and ever and ever again |